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Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh!Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh!Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh!Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh!Call 1-900, you're never alone,That's how you do it on the telephoneYou're rubbin', you're dialin', you're never alone,1-900 on the telephone!It's plastic, fantastic, you give it a charge,You think she's pretty but she's really largeYou're lonely, you're homely, you're never alone,Not when you have the telephone!Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh!Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh!Oh, 1-900, my parents aren't home,We can use the telephoneIt's Rhonda, it's Debbie, it's Jennifer, JoanThere are girls on the telephone!I say 'hello! Is Billy Bob home?'*Um...will my mom find out?*Letras de canciones*Uh....I don't have a credit card.**What do you mean am I 18?!*LoveIt's not loveGoodbye, loveIt's not love...I wait, I wait,I wait until I'm all alone,I sit and dial the telephoneWhen my parents aren't homeRhonda, Debbie, Jennifer, JoanThey're the girls on the telephoneI call them, they hear meI wish they wouldn't charge me....They charge meThey charge meIt's not for free...I wait, I waitI wait 'til no one's home,I use my phoneWhen I'm all aloneRhonda, Debbie, Jennifer, JoanThey're my friends on the telephoneI call them, they charge meThat's because they're my familyThey charge meThey charge meIt's not for free...They charge meThey charge meIt's not for free... From Letras Mania